Get Fit Slowly

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One month ago today, I ran my first 10k. That run was a mess and I injured myself. I’ve slowly been recovering. I’ve been biking. I’ve been stretching. I saw a doctor. Today I had my first-ever massage (with an emphasis on the IT band) — not frugal, but wow! And this afternoon, exactly one month from the date of my last hard run, I went out for another.

Actually, I sent the following e-mail to Pam before I started:

I’m going out for a moderately-paced four miler. (Meaning quicker than the 13 min/miles I do on weekend, but not at 10 min/mile.)

I ran at my natural pace, and was surprised to see I was at 9:30. Fine. And then I discovered I was running 9:00. Felt good. “I’m only running once midweek this week,” I told myself. “And my Saturday run may be 14 miles, but those will be 13 minute miles. I’ll see if I can do today’s run in 36 minutes.” I also vowed that I would stop at the first sign of trouble. But there were no signs of trouble.

It felt great. When I finished, I bought some lemonade from the little girl across the street. And now I’m going to stretch…